So then, I am making a new post.

The last one was made 12 days back. That’s not a healthy time for someone who has time enough to watch a county cricket match (a 4 day test on top of that) between Durham and Kent.

So, am making a new post. A short update on life really.

1.) Starting 6th May this year, I have started maintaining a diary. I have tried it before, but was never able to continue it beyond a few days. Now, for twenty days or so, I have skipped it only once, and that too on purpose because I had to make space for the long entry I was going to write on Sunday night.

This exercise is also to follow the ‘write, every day’ regime so often talked about.

2.) Except the diary, I haven’t really written anything, although I have a short film script waiting to be completed, and a short story idea waiting to be executed. This short story would be the first time I’ll actually, write from the point of view of an adult protagonist.

Haha. Lol. I am in fact totally the opposite. Not driven at all. I am writing the diary because, a few of my idols have done it. Besides, I’d like stalking the guy I am today, 5 years from now. Definitely will bring back memories.

And yes, I mean stalking girls in a very harmless sense. Lol! (In fact, most writers have curiosity tendencies.)

Nothing rude. I have been doing this for a while now, looking at someone’s scrapbook, and if I find something interesting written, then going deep into that other person’s scrapbook too. Very satisfying exercise. The biggest pisoff is when someone protects their scrapbook and all.

I think Twitter is a very good tool for stalkers because very few protect their profile. But, sadly not a single person from my class is on it.

Why do you think it is a bad thing to do? What does a person have to hide?